𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘽𝙇𝘼𝘾𝙆 𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙎

𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 - 𝐛.𝐲

I KNOCKED ON bruce's door with bags in my hand, he opened the door, he looked so sick. i felt bad. "hi" he said with a croaky voice and a sniffle.

"oh bruce" i said chuckling "you ok" i said tucking hair behind his ear, he nodded with a smile, i walked in and placed the bags on the counter, i walked over and gave him a hug.

i pulled away and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek "i'm tired" he said "let's go lay down" i said as i grabbed his hand.

we walked to his room, i laid on his bed and he laid on top of me, i played with his silky black hair. his hair was so nice.

i could hear his small sniffles, occasionally he could cough too. i grabbed the stuff i brought for him "here's sore throat lollies, here's some soup, tissues, advil and some juice" i said smiling

"oh god i love you" he said smiling "i love you too" i said smiling "your a life saver thank you y/n" he said

"no problem anything i do that can help i'll do it" i said, he smiled at my words, we stared into each other eyes smiling "god i wanna kiss you right now" he said chuckling

"do it" i said "but i'm sick y/n" he said "so?" i said "i don't wanna get you sick" he said, i chuckled before sitting on his lap "it's just a little cold" i said

"don't say i'd didn't warn you" he said before pressing his lips against mine

NOVA SPEAKS

and then he sneezed on you 🥰🦶🏼